Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

pounding pulse under the hot flesh. As he tormented Raziel's nipples, he set to leaving a bright mark on the elegant throat. A wave of possessive need drove Cole. Raziel was his now, given into his care, and he needed to let his angel know he was wanted.
    "Cole!" Raziel gasped, arching up into him. His hands clutched at Cole, and his nails bit into his skin when Cole sucked harder at his throat.
    When Raziel's pulse pounded against his tongue, the flesh so damn hot under his lips, Cole finally pulled back. He kissed Raziel again, their cocks trapped between their shifting bodies. Cole couldn't remember the last time he was so aroused. His heart raced, and his skin tingled everywhere it touched Raziel. He panted into Raziel's mouth, their lips wet and bruised from all the kissing. "I want you," he murmured.
    Raziel opened his eyes, the bright blue so like the summer sky. "Please," he breathed, spreading his legs wider for Cole.
    Cole reached for the bottle of lube he'd kept on the bedside table since their first night together. As much as he wanted to take Raziel immediately, he couldn't bring himself to be that impatient and brutal. Not with Raziel. No, Raziel deserved the kisses, the lingering touches, the slippery tease of lube. He deserved all the foreplay that separated making love from hard, careless fucking.
    He kissed his way down Raziel's body, taking the time to renew the ache of Raziel's nipples with his mouth – first one side, and then the other. His slippery fingers massaged against Raziel's hole before he gently pushed two forward. Raziel whimpered and arched beneath him, and he could almost imagine Raziel's wings spread out against his comforter, the feathers fluttering with need and discomfort. He paused, remembering that this body was new for Raziel. The thought that Raziel had never been touched, both as an angel and as a human, pulled a soft groan from him.
    "I love thinking I'm the first to have you," he breathed as he brushed his lips down Raziel's abdomen, darting out his tongue for a quick lick to Raziel's naval. "That I'll be the only one to ever touch this body in passion."
    A soft, chirping cry escaped Raziel, and he felt Raziel's fingers tangle in his hair, encouraging him lower. "It makes you feel possessive?"
    "Yes," Cole all but growled, nipping at the sensitive skin just below Raziel's bellybutton. A little tug to his hair made him look up, and the smile on Raziel's face was as bright as the sun.
    "I'm yours, Cole. All yours. There will never be any other for me. I know it in my very soul." Raziel whispered the last, his voice overcome with emotions Cole couldn't quite identify. It was beautiful, though, the way Raziel put so much of himself into every word, every action. He smiled before dipping lower, taking the head of Raziel's cock between his lips as he pushed his fingers deeper.
    The sounds Raziel emitted were like music to Cole's ears, and he lost himself in the pleasure of tasting Raziel with little flicks of his tongue. He teased under the foreskin with his tongue, wringing desperate cries from Raziel. His fingers moved, spreading Raziel bit by bit, and by the time he felt Raziel was ready for more, they were both panting hard. When Raziel pulled him up for another kiss, he didn't hesitate to comply, letting his fingers fall away so he could slick and position himself.
    Raziel cupped his face, forced their eyes to meet. It was an intimacy Cole hadn't expected, and he was shocked by how intense just staring into Raziel's eyes was. He didn't look away as his hips shifted forward, breached the clutching muscles, and slid inside the blistering heat of Raziel's body. As much as he'd loved Daniel, still missed him, what he'd seen in Daniel's eyes paled in comparison with what he now saw in Raziel's. If he were honest with himself, it's what he'd always longed to see in Daniel's eyes. And all along, it was Raziel, the one who'd watched and protected him since the day he was born, who would love him as he'd wanted to be loved.
    As soon as he was seated deep within Raziel, he let out a shuddering breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He brushed his lips over Raziel's. "I want to love you," he whispered.
    Raziel's fingers combed through his hair. "You're a careful man." A flush stained Raziel's cheeks. "I can wait until you know for certain."
    The look in Raziel's eyes told him Raziel knew far more than he himself did, and he chose to trust that. He kissed Raziel slowly, deeply,